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Gone
Like I meant nothing
two years of nothing
unsurprising really
I always knew I loved more
Heart breaking
I keep it together
allowing only private tears
so family and friends
remain unconcerned
They never knew
exactly how much
I loved you
We loved our way
away from them
Another break
we’d had several
and always fixed it
but not this time
this time you left
Outwardly I smiled
went places with friends
Danced, sang
but inside I crumbled
My joy was gone
Living on hold
loving long distance
waiting for the call
a connection to prove
I was not forgotten
Friends assumed
I was good
ready to move on
They never knew
Until Vince sang his song
Right there
in front of them
welling in silently
as the dam cracked
and then flooded
Love and Loneliness
flowed from cracks
and proved the song true
“I never knew lonely
‘til you”
Song: I Never Knew Lonely by Vince Gill
Heartbreak circa 1992
Texting Selfie Sonnet
Quiet girl in text heaven, knows what to do, it’s true
As long as dainty fingers dance along the keys
Loves advances will be locked, like a snap shot for you
Camera ready phone so picture perfect, in steady peace
Certain is the depth of her wanton desire
What, with somber quirky smile, furled eye lashes
Flashes and kept words alive, breathing across the wires
Every thought typed, lifts spirits high, in ready fashion
Those lovely labored hands will never grasp such matters
Only love long distance on the line will be so kind
A keyboard to replace the warmth of human chatter
I wait forever to make you mine
The hope of every person is to rise to picture self
One last selfie, texting and aging on a shelf
Know not how to say goodbye
Can’t explain the reason why
Candy rain falls from sky
Life has changed so have I
Was a wish to be your dream
Despite this annoying thing
Felt like fish out of blue sea
Had to leave you to find me
Leave you to embrace free
Heart is true just not your queen
I want more than strong talk
I ignore the silent white wall
Each time I try to say no
You protest you love me so
Was no easy way to part
If I just leave it’s better dear heart
So you think I’m not alone
Truth is I am and I’m strong
Just can’t seem to telephone
Telling you what you’ve known
Long distance relationship
Is a challenge like the eclipse
We had the making of something great
But I wasn’t faking I needed to escape
I found some pithy quotes attributed to the Father of our Nation,
And thought I'd share some with you to further your education.
I've read his "Farewell To The Troops" but this stuff I'd never heard.
Sounds like he lifted them from The Proverbs as written in The Word!
I must maintain my reputation for rhyme and meter if you will permit,
So forgive me for using poetic license in paraphrasing George a bit.
"Refrain from booze which is the source of many problems big and small;
It'll give you headaches and trembling hands and you'll achieve no work at all!"
"Far superior is an army of asses led by a prudent and ferocious lion,
Than an army of lions led by an ass!" (And for sure he wasn't lyin'!)
"I maintain that a sensible woman can never by happy with a fool,
Especially if the man she weds is as stubborn as an army mule!"
"No long distance can keep anxious lovers long asunder,
Unless they find another and that could cause a serious blunder!"
These are just a few mots that George in his wisdom did bequeath.
It can be said that truer words were never spoken through falser teeth!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
And once again I whisper, "Wrong number."
Twisting the cold cord around my finger,
Sitting there, as cool as a cucumber
Still knowing why I will always linger
It's you, it's you, I know that haunting voice
Somewhere on the other end of the line,
I'm listening, as if I had a choice ...
To the same ghost in this tired ear of mine
You're truly making a long distance call
And just who's to argue, when it's your dime,
Ringing my old number, to tell me all ...
Showing up yet again on borrowed time
While my teary eyes close, nearing slumber
And once again I whisper, "Wrong number."
Racing the oval of tide
Watching the sun and moon collide
Riding on horses in the oval of fate
Saddling on courses in the ring of slate
Horses in breeds of colors and shade
Forces in creeds of odors and glade
Mares and lasses of cold and wintry grounds
Grasses and races on parch, dusty mounds
Sun speaks of myths and bounds of horses' blether
Moon tweaks on blithes and squally weather
Sun and moon are light and dark horses
Scuttling, bustling in many races
Sprinting is a long distance course
Glinting and weltering without remorse
Humans breathe as horses, treading and running with reins
Born to win in the oval... praying, striving with strong veins!
I haven’t a brain become lost in concentration
lacks stamina needs long distance training
aid ambition camped up a state of stationed
life journey minimal foresight expectation
Many abide by rules living life caught
influenced actions through influencing thoughts
I seek the unsought alike a juggernaut
thoughts of others in me unthought
I’m not the sort they can lock in a cage
my mind seeks knowledge too misbehave
this impulsive behaviour breeds you brave
my impulses pulsate I masquerade
Alternative thinking I can’t alternate
we reach same outcomes different ways
where I stand it’s all you who are strange
bigger picture’s I render our species range
In their celestial separation of almost two decades
My parents’ “till death do us part”* vow survived various blockades
With Mom’s “sudden” flight to heaven due to cardio-respiratory arrest
Leaving Dad in anguish, enclosing her warmly, momentarily in his breast.
By God’s grace, Dad miraculously handled his widower status
Moving on life’s journey with cheer midst times of lonesome hiatus
Believing that soon, his glorious reunion with Mom is blissful forever
Sealed around eternal love’s triumph, not anymore to waver!
Now… Dad’s departure from his mortal body is marked with wondrous serenity
He’s welcomed by the Lord, commending his fidelity…
Afterward ushered to my Mom who’s waiting in eagerness’ radiance
Sweet meeting beyond romantic elegance, blest with delight’s extravagance!
Looking at each other’s countenance with “missing you” intimacy
Eyes of faith radiate their longing, sufficed by their warm embrace-efficacy
Then joined by brethren-saints, they all exalt God in Hallelujah praising
As one joyous family, freed from long distance relationship, so oppressing!
Beholding them together in the Creator’s everlasting paradise
I praise and thank the Lord for His design, perfectly wise…
Dad and Mom are together again in their endless unity ties
Exploring perfection’s beauty, reminding that godly love never dies!
*Matthew 19:6 Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.
January 25, 2019
9th place, "Writing Challenge 2, November-A Poem Meaningful" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode; judged on 11/20/2019.
With these flowers, I hope I've put a smile on your face
With these flowers, I hope I've made your heart whistle a symphony
With these flowers, I hope you're yearning for the warmth of my caress
With these flowers, I hope you now realize that I take you seriously
With these flowers, I hope you'll lift the veil that conceals your soul
With these flowers, I pray that you're willing to meet me halfway
With these flowers, I pray that you can clearly hear my heartbeats
With these flowers, I pray that I've convinced you how much I care for you
With these flowers, I pray that you'll give me a fighting chance
With these flowers, I pray that you're now thinking of me, as I'm doing of you
With these flowers, perhaps you'll reciprocate in kind
With these flowers, perhaps you'll finally lower your defenses
With these flowers, perhaps sparks I light will eventually start a flame
With these flowers, perhaps a slow river of passion will finally rage
With these flowers, perhaps a bud of love will someday sprout
Submitted for...
Strand Choice 8 Any Theme Any Form Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 01/27/2020
Long Distance Love Poetry Contest/Winner(6th Place)
Sponsored by Nicola Byrne
Date written and posted: 10/12/2016
my Muse and i
i went for proper
grammar instead
of the sonority of
my Muse and me
but back to the
poem if that's what
you want to call it so
my Muse and i
we're texting
about having a
baby but not
just any baby
because
my Muse and i
live far from each
other with only the
occasional cell
conversation but
many emails and
photo sharing
sharing each
other in these
modern times
love will always be
love as long as we
keep sustainability
in our long distance
relationship as long
as we are here for
each other to love
and comfort but
my Muse and i
decided having
a girl would be
best because if
a boy he might
grow up and be
like me and that
i wish upon no
one so on a given
day decided so
decidedly
excitedly
i stopped putting
a condom on my
mouse and now
saw how easy it
was to scroll down
and up her photos
while she stopped
taking the pill and
started popping M
& M's making her
belly big giving the
impression it was
working and in doing
so we started mailing
more and the photos
became more risque
a pirate's rating of
arrr as we now had
come to that point
in time discussing
cyber baby names
and i started stocking
up on ipads for the sure
to be constant changing
but then came the thought
i ought not to have thunk
since it stank of jealousy
but i asked her what about
your teets mainly meaning
her teets and me and that
thing as now i saw it as an
it frankensteinishly pieced
piece by piece and she
began crying and i tried
to appease her sensibilities
but then without word pulled
out
the
USB
cord
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